[ with a fluidity that probably answers fuuta's question all on its own, blade sheathes his sword and moves closer to fuuta so he can take a look at the armor. that it's a little large on fuuta is immediately apparent, but it's also fastened loosely, especially in the sides—no wonder he's jostling around in it so much.
without thinking too much, blade reaches for the fastenings, adjusting them slightly along fuuta's sides in an effort to mitigate some of the size problem. it won't be perfect—fuuta would need to bulk up quite a bit for that—but at the very least he thinks he can stop it from rattling around every time fuuta tries to swing his sword. ]
...Yes. [ there's always a risk in talking about his past. as a rule, blade tries not to—the forge master yingxing died the day blade was born, and dwelling on the circumstances is a surefire way to make blade literally lose his mind. still, he says, ] I learned swordplay over many long years.
[ and many long deaths, although blade doesn't say that part aloud. ]
You aren't used to them, [ he adds after a second. although it's phrased as a statement, it's really more of a question, blade's gaze flicking to meet fuuta's in a moment of curiosity. ] Swords. Are you?
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without thinking too much, blade reaches for the fastenings, adjusting them slightly along fuuta's sides in an effort to mitigate some of the size problem. it won't be perfect—fuuta would need to bulk up quite a bit for that—but at the very least he thinks he can stop it from rattling around every time fuuta tries to swing his sword. ]
...Yes. [ there's always a risk in talking about his past. as a rule, blade tries not to—the forge master yingxing died the day blade was born, and dwelling on the circumstances is a surefire way to make blade literally lose his mind. still, he says, ] I learned swordplay over many long years.
[ and many long deaths, although blade doesn't say that part aloud. ]
You aren't used to them, [ he adds after a second. although it's phrased as a statement, it's really more of a question, blade's gaze flicking to meet fuuta's in a moment of curiosity. ] Swords. Are you?